Copyright Abraham 2009

In praise of Mary
There comes a day, there comes an hour when you must take your courage in both hands. And address yourself directly to her who is     infinitely beautiful. Because she is infinitely good. To the one who intercedes. The only one who can speak with the authority     of a mother.
To address yourself boldly to the one who is     infinitely pure. Because she is also infinitely gentle.
To the one who is infinitely noble. Because she is also infinitely courteous. Infinitely welcoming.
To the one who is infinitely rich. Because she is also infinitely poor.  To the one who is infinitely great. Because she is also infinitely small. Infinitely humble. A young mother. To the one who is infinitely joyful. Because she is also infinitely sorrowful.
Seventy times seven times sorrowful. To the one who is infinitely touching. Because she is also infinitely touched.
To the one who is infinitely heavenly. Because she is also infinitely earthly.
To the one who is infinitely above us. Because she is also infinitely among us.
To the one who is with us. Because the Lord is with her.
Charles Péguy, Le Porche du Mystère de la Deuxième Vertu